True Greatness

By Iniya Jayaganesh

Flooded with gloomy memories,

Spirits turbulent and young

Though tragically injured,

With melodious miseries sung.

Sparks of hope ignite;

The sparks which begin the cozy fire

Of confidence like soaring wings that take flight

Into the jungle bereft of ire.

Leaping and galloping like agile stallions,

Their chaotically genius selves do not waver

To prove themselves to be accomplished champions;

To prove they do not fearfully quaver.

Athwart the globe, across the earth

With profound assets and modest minds,

They strive to culminate real mirth,

Flowing from drifting hearts that unwind.

Amidst their solemn wisdom and jocundity,

They have once, like the rest of us,

Been resentful and mistaken,

Though each significant identity does

Bring upon some change, as enchanting as spells

To the manner in which our spirits behave.

In the deep core of new musings, each one dwells,

Craving for a variety of ideal paths to be paved.

Unsteadily fading gloom and relishable glory;

Both cast off by these truly great souls,

Which is why each tale’s an even more renown’d story;

Why they have earned a lot from dreamt goals.

To their epic tales, respect definitely must be rendered,

And to the provoked pensiveness of thoughts audacious,

For those innovative ideas have claimed hearts tender

And inspired them to be plunged in true greatness.

By Iniya Jayaganesh